Evening time is Toga Time.
I have a roman pattern tunica I've sewn from two large matching towels. Sew them together on the pink.
So every evening when I get off work, I get myself a shower and slip into my luxurious towel tunic rucked up over a belt. I walkabout outside (to the delight and distress of my neighbors) then it's inside for sitting-dry-time where I eat candy or junk food and drink something decadently fruity while listening to music and enjoying the company of my lovely mutuals on this webbed site.
It is once again Toga Time. Join me, Fellow Romans, for I have just returned from the public Baths and I seek your delightful company









